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{Poppy's outfit}
"Good morning." Poppy Katsopolis beamed, heading downstairs and into the kitchen where the rest of her family was.
Jesse glanced over at Poppy, DJ, and Stephanie. "You girls want some cereal?"
"Yeah." The three girls nod their heads in sync.
"Alright, we got your puffs, we got your pops, we got some sort of smacks. We got everything here." Jesse listed off each cereal, placing them down on the kitchen table.
Poppy let out a small gasp, resting her hand on her very large bump. "Well, this little one just kicked when you mentioned the puffs, so puffs it is."
"There's only one thing I want for breakfast." Joey said as he pulled out a huge tin of vanilla weasels. "Vanilla weasels!" He announces. "The most delectable cookie ever created." He claims, but his smile soon drops when he opens the tin and sees it was completely empty. "My weasels, who ate my weasels?" Joey whines. "Poppy?"
Poppy frowned in offence. "Hey, why are you accusing me?"
"Well, you're pregnant. Pregnant women eat a lot." Joey casually says, shrugging his shoulders.
"Okay, well, I didn't touch your stupid weasels." Poppy snapped, glaring over at the Gladstone man.
"Well done, Joey. You've just angered the pregnant girl." DJ shakes her head, patting Joey on his shoulder.
"Fine, sorry, sorry." Joey apologised, putting his hands up in the air. "But, seriously, who ate them?"
DJ and Stephanie then stare at each other. "She did!" They both exclaim, pointing at each other. "I did?" They carry on. "You did!"
"Yeah, well, somebody did." Joey huffed.
DJ let out a small scoff, rolling her eyes. "Come on, Steph, you were eating three at a time."
"How would you know? You had your head in the tin." Stephanie shot back.
"What are you saying? I have no self-control?" DJ frowned, clearly taking offense.
"I bet you couldn't go one day without sweets." Stephanie assumed.
"I could go a lot longer than you could." DJ insisted.
Stephanie raised her eyebrows. "Oh, yeah?"
"Yeah." DJ confidently nodded. "First one to eat, lick, or even nibble a sweet has to do the other one's chores for a week."
Stephanie gladly took up the challenge. "It's a bet, Sara Lee."
"You're on, Mrs Fields." DJ then said as she and Stephanie shook hands.
"Yeah, well, this is all fun and good, but I still happen to be weasel-less." Joey spoke up again, still complaining about his missing food.
"Don't worry, I'm taking the boys shopping. I'll put your stupid weasels on my list." Jesse told Joey so he would shut up whining. "You can relax sugar-gut."